"I was so stunned, the way she talked about me, and the way she talked. I felt a little sick and I must have shown how I was feeling. Harriet looked a... me and said under her breath, "Smile, bitch, don't you fucking cry. I swear if you cry or act as if I am forcing you to do this, forget everything. Understand? Now smile and tell the nice man he can have you."I looked at her, she was right, I was about ready to cry, I wanted to cry, I hated her, I hated this, I did not want to be here and I did. I spent the best part of the next 2 weeks in turmoil, I knew what we had done was wrong and had to be kept a secret but I was also a very horny 13 year old who wanted a repeat performance more than anything else. My masturbation habits went into overdrive as I would constantly relive all the events in my head, I would compliment Sharon at any opportunity, on her hair, clothes, make up, looks, wolf whistle her etc, hoping she would give in and relent to another session, but I always got the same. .right now". She didn't need a second urging; she just scooted higher onto the bed and sank her head lower into the pillow. Robert chased after her parted butt cheeks and with his dick rubbed and spread their combined love juices around her puckered asshole. He slipped a finger into her tight brown hole, and fingered her for a bit. She just stayed right there, wiggling her ass and moaning her delight. Robert withdrew his finger and leaned forward aiming a thick dollop of spittle at her. She didn't doubt the vampires would be able to hear it, they probably knew she was afraid. They were probably able to smell the fear, they knew she was like a rabbit in headlights. Trapped. Eric was her only protection, and she doubted even he would be able to prevent this many high-powered vampires from getting to her.The thought of either her or Eric not leaving here alive was almost enough to make her want to vomit. Over the past few years she had grown to love the vampire, she enjoyed.